Paroles de Bakunin

A repentant nobel manHe vowed to overthrow the landHorrified by the treatment of the peasants by his fathers handHe had a vision destruction his creative urgeHe lit a fire and it still burnsMikhail wanted nothing more than libertyHe denounced the church the state and monarchyHe called for an armed revolutionTo overthrow their governmental institutionIn a world with a dominant minorityCapitalizing off the poorThe immense majorityConsumed with hatred for authorityEnemy of the state, protector of humanityEight years of his life were taken from himSix of those were spent in a dungeonBut he escaped and circled the globeOnce again sticking his neck on the gallowsTo oppose the force of tyrannyThat keep us locked our classesRise up and kick their collective assesWhatever the form of government may beA class restricted societyWill be the end resultNo revelation without revolt